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[notamachine]

Nice weather we've got, huh? Haven't seen anything like what's up in the sky in a long time.

[90% encrypted to Iorveth, Fenris, and Castiel]

[He's thought about this for a few days; Dean's sitting on some information that more people need to know about, but there are kids on this turtle and he'd rather avoid freaking them out if he can. Plus, there are people here who might think the Emperor is weird, but that she's a pretty okay person overall, and he's not up to changing people's minds at the moment.

So he wants to share things with people he trusts, except he doesn't trust anybody here who isn't Cas. Fortunately (?), the turtle is casting off some awesome chill-out vibes, so Dean decides to extend a friendly hand to Fenris and an olive branch to Iorveth.]

Found some info while the Emperor was on shore leave you two might be interested in, some kind of history about this place and not the modified bullshit they've been feeding us. This comes straight from her library and I don't think it was meant to be found.

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Audio; with that same encryption because Fenris doesn't know wtf he's doing

[gaudy]

You found such things in Atam? [ man the only thing Fenris found was a bunch of elf weed

actually he may have gotten the better end of the stick here ] What did it say of this place?

[notamachine]

[Aw, man. Share some of that, don't hold out on Dean! He needs his mood altering substances!]

Nope, found it right here. A friend of mine got me into the palace library, so we did a little digging. Long story short, everything that's going on now has happened before. Can we meet up somewhere?

[gaudy]

[ Fenris would totally share man, it's Iorveth you have to get through. ] I would not mind.

Somewhere less... public, perhaps?

[notamachine]

[Damn you, Iorveth, always in Dean's way.]

Somewhere more private is definitely good. [He thinks a moment and--] Your place or mine?

[Yeah, okay, he knows exactly how that just came off.]

[gaudy]

[ GODDAMNIT DEAN

The tips of Fenris' pointy ears go red and he coughs into a hand. ] The-- suite they have assigned me. Has ample room. [ FOR EVERYTHING. ]

1/???

[aenseidhe]

[ what the shit are you calling me for, dh'oine. ]

2/???

[aenseidhe]

[ this is a trap isn't it ]

3/???

[aenseidhe]

[ there are no olive branches in the northern kingdoms ]

4/4 DONE also audio

[aenseidhe]

[ okay but that actually seems kind of interesting, so. ]

Is there a reason you'd thought I'd want to converse with you?

[ Oh, wait, that's not what we need here ]

What is it?

[ there we go. ]

iorveth you jerk

[notamachine]

[Goddammit, Iorveth, why you gotta be like that? Dean refrains from making several unsavory comments--some of them about Iorveth's face. Barely. Be nice, you two.]

It's a history about this place. A real one. I thought you might be interested in it, so sue me.

[aenseidhe]

[ there's a moment of pause, and he refrains from his own unsavory comments in the interest of getting some real information on the city. ]

Tell me in person. I don't trust these. [ Fuck technology. ]

[notamachine]

There's an old house outside the city, to the...on the...left side of the turtle. [GDI, CARDINAL DIRECTIONS DON'T WORK WHEN YOUR "GROUND" IS A TURTLE AND IT MOVES] Meet me there.

[ACTIONJERK]

[bondsprofoundly]

[sup this guy is just appearing behind you it's no big deal]

We're you're allies.

[ACTIONJERK]

[aenseidhe]

[ There isn't even a pause in Iorveth's actions - as soon as the voice comes up, it's almost instinct alone (and really, after 100 years of kneejerk reactions and waking up to twigs snapping behind him, it is).

His knife is pulled from the sheath on his chest and plunges straight into where Cas's heart, a sneer across his lips.

There's no remark in response, only Iorveth watching coldly for the life to leave the man's eyes. Sorry, Cas, he doesn't trust any human (seemingly) that has to sneak up to him. ...Supposedly. ]

[ACTIONJERK]

[bondsprofoundly]

[Cas just looks down at the knife sticking out of his chest with a sigh. This is so familiar.]

Now I know why Dean likes you.

[bondsprofoundly]

[Cas does not understand this encryption-to-multiple-people thing nobody has explained it to him]

...I already know about this Dean.

[did u hit ur head man]

[notamachine]

[Oh for the love of]

I know, Cas. I included you so you'd know who I shared the info with. Gotta know who your allies are.

[bondsprofoundly]

These are our allies.

[bro one of them does not like you v. much]

[notamachine]

[yeah but that is kind of the story of dean's life when it comes to allies]

Well, no, they're-- [Dean you are failing at this] They're friends, okay? You can trust them.

[bondsprofoundly]

You know I trust your judgment, Dean.

[Especially after uh, that mess. He'll trust Dean's judgment with moral issues, at least. Dean's compass seems to be a little more accurate than Castiel's, after all.

Most of the time. Dean's still pals with him, after all. Sometimes he'll meet people, and they'll dazzle him somehow and he'll just shove every ounce of trust onto them in an almost heartbreaking way.

...Yeah okay Cas is vanishing from view, he'll be back in a minute.]

[riseto]

It's called the sun. It's big, it glows, it gives you rashes during summer.

[notamachine]

Really? Tell me more.

[riseto]

But a little bit of mystery makes it all more fun.

[notamachine]

Aw, c'mon, you can't even give me a little tease? [dean no]

video; totally not like a week after you made this post

[animalhats]

That's a dumb thing to make a post about. It's pretty cool and all, but we can aaaall see it.

Next time, you should make a video of some cute animals or something.